Licked her feet before footjob then fucked her and cum on soles

Title: “Raw Foot Fetish Fuck”

The sultry, 18-year-old vixen sauntered into the dimly lit room, her black, lacy pantyhose hugging her shapely legs like a second skin. A delicate tattoo adorned her milky white skin, just above her pert, barely-there breasts. Her baby blues locked onto the camera, a mischievous glint dancing in their depths.

She perched herself on the edge of the bed, the rustle of her pantyhose music to any eager set of ears. Reaching down, she lifted one nylon-clad foot, her toes wiggling tantalizingly. With a wicked smirk, she planted her sole smack dab in the middle of the man’s face.

He took a deep, shuddering breath, relishing her intoxicating scent. Cravenly, he began to lick, lapping at her foot like a man starved. He worshipped every inch, his tongue swirling around her dainty toes, suckling each one in turn.

The girl threw her head back, a throaty moan escaping her glossed lips. “Mmm, yes, just like that. Lick my nasty feet, you dirty boy,” she purred, grinding her sole against his hungry mouth.

He obliged, drunk on her essence. His hands roamed her nylon-clad legs, squeezing the supple flesh. Higher and higher he ventured, only to be met by a spank from her dainty foot.

“Ah ah ah, no touching allowed. This footjob is for my feet’s pleasure, not yours,” she cooed, applying more pressure to his face with her sole.

He whimpered pathetically but complied, redoubling his efforts on her foot. She wiggled her toes, rubbing her sole all over his eager face. He lapped at her pantyhose, leaving wet spots where his tongue had been.

“Now the other foot, slut,” she commanded, pulling away. Without waiting for a response, she thrust her other foot into his face, insistent on receiving the same treatment.

And treat her he did. He licked, he kissed, he worshipped her foot with a fervor bordering on religious. Saliva coated her nylon-covered sole, leaving it glistening under the room’s low lights.

“Fuck, that’s so good,” she mewled, her free foot rubbing against her crotch. “Keep going, don’t you dare stop.”

Pressure built between her thighs, her pantyhose growing damp. The fabric provided a delicious friction as she rubbed herself, slowly bringing herself closer to the edge.

Just as she was about to peak, she pulled away, denying her impending orgasm. A sulky pout marred her beautiful face, but it quickly turned seductive.

“On your back, bottom boy. I’m going to ride you until you cum. And you’re going to cum all over my nylon feet,” she said, climbing off the bed.

He eagerly obliged, shucking his pants as he laid down. His erection sprang free, already weeping with arousal. She sauntered over, straddling his hips with her delectable rear.

Reaching behind, she grabbed his thick cock, giving it a few leisurely pumps. With a naughty grin, she notched the head at her soaked entrance, sinking down inch by delicious inch.

“Mmm,” she hummed, rolling her hips. “You fill me up so good. I love how your cock stretches me.”

She began to ride him in earnest, bouncing up and down on his manhood. Her tits jiggled with each movement, begging to be touched. But she left his hands resting at his sides, content to take her pleasure from his throbbing cock.

Pressure built, climbing towards the inevitable explosion. Her moans grew louder, more desperate. She ground down, her hips swiveling in circles.

“Cum for me,” she ordered, her voice barely above a whisper. “Paint my feet with your hot load. I want to feel it through my pantyhose.”

With a choked cry, he complied. His cock jerked, shooting thick ropes of cum onto her nylon-clad soles. Jet after jet coated her feet, making them shine in the low light.

“Fuck yes, mark me,” she screamed, her body convulsing with her own orgasm. “I’m such a dirty slut, I came from foot worship.”

They collapsed together, panting in the aftermath. She lifted her cum-splattered feet, marveling at the sticky sight.

“Clean them,” she commanded, pressing her sticky soles against his face. “Lick every last drop, you pathetic bottom boy.”

And lick he did, trailing his tongue from her toes to her heels, savoring his own essence mixed with her scent. The girl hummed in satisfaction, eager for their next depraved encounter.